Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 672 Don't You Hate Him?

Emelie sat proudly on her horse, a gentle smile gracing her face.

"I just placed a wager with Mr. Davis," she announced. "We're betting on how much we can raise by the end of the day. Anyone interested in joining and making things more exciting?"

Samuel responded with a smile, "We're already here, so why not have some fun? Ms. Pierce, what are the rules? We're ready."

Emelie explained, "Those who can ride can choose to join my team or Mr. Davis' team. The team of the first rider to cross that forest wins."

She continued, "For those who can't ride, you can bet on which team you think will win. The bets will be added to the charity fund, while the winner can pick a prize from the antique shelf."

Charles, being a seasoned socialite, also found the idea intriguing. "That sounds like fun!" The guests echoed his sentiment, exclaiming, "It's innovative and competitive. We get to have fun while doing good.. It's a win-win!"

Jodie had the display shelf brought out. It was a tall, multi-compartment shelf filled with various items. There were luxury bags, vintage wines, renowned paintings, handcrafted ceramics, and rare book collections.

While the guests could easily buy these things themselves, offering them as gifts made the organizer of the event seem more thoughtful.

Then, someone noticed a small box on the top shelf. "That ring... isn't that an Eros?!"

His exclamation drew everyone's attention, and soon the crowd was buzzing with excitement. "My God! It really is Eros!"

"Eros is priceless! Wasn't it auctioned at Flame Craft for 300 million?" someone said.

A second person asked, "Is this a prize too? Ms. Pierce, are you sure it's not a mistake?"

smirked. "There's no mistake. It's one

because the game seemed fun. They didn't expect more surprises. Winning an Eros would be a

order of their wager amounts, from highest

twist. "The first rider

someone wanted to guarantee them winning the Eros, they would have to win the race. Otherwise, they had to pray that the first

would offer an Eros as a prize, asked,

was soft yet firm. "It's all

for the race and chose

lightly tapped

William's, who had been standing there, waiting

emotions. "You're really going to treat my gift so carelessly? You used it as bait, and now, as

on a shelf and letting people fight for it. After all, the wedding ring was a gift

voice lowered as she spoke.

off an Eros? If you win the ring and

"1

gave you, I'll take them back.

asked, "So, will you be joining the race, or

back, I'll get it myself." William

on the chance that the first rider might not choose the

chance. If he wanted something, he would make sure

him before finally saying, "Alright then, I